Walkaway Joe by Trisha Yearwood
Key: CC | Capo: 0fr |  Left-Handed 

    


Intro 
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Verse 1
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Mama told her baby girl, take it real slow... Girl told her mama, hey, I really gotta go....
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he's waitin' in the car.....mama said, girl you won"t get far..
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Thus are the dreams of an average jane...90 miles an hour, down a lover's lane....
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on a tank of dreams..oh, if she could've only seen...
Pre-Chorus
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that fate's got cards that it don't wanna show...
Chorus
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an' that boy's just a walkaway joe, born to be a leaver, tell ya from the word go...
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destined to deceive her, he's the wrong kind of paradise...
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she's gonna know it in a matter of time....that boy's just a walkaway joe..
Verse 2
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Just a little while into Abilene, pulls into a station and he robs it clean....
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she's waitin' in the car....oh,underneath the texaco star...
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She only wanted love...didn't bargain for this....she can't help but love him for the way he is...
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she's only seventeen...and there ain't no reasoning.....
Pre-Chorus
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so, she'll ride this ride as far as it can go...
Chorus
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'cause that boy's just a walkaway joe....born to be a leaver... tell ya from the word go...
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destined to deceive her, he's the wrong kind of paradise...
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she's gonna know it in a matter of time...
                    C
.that boy's just a walkaway joe..
Bridge
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Somewhere in a roadside motel room... alone in the silence... she wakes up too soon...
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 and reaches for his arm...but she'll just keep reaching on....
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for the cold, hard truth revealed what it had known....
Chorus
                   C                                         Am
that boy's just a walkaway joe....born to be a leaver... tell ya from the word go...
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destined to deceive her, he's the wrong kind of paradise..but it was just another lesson in life
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that boy was a walkaway joe.....ooooh yeah.....all he was was a walkaway joe
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ooooh.....ooooh....oooh .................he was a walkaway joe.........                    (fade)